Talk:Wreck of the Clawkeel/@comment-2246928-20150413151413/@comment-32303-20161027130456

Vayna looked around hurriedly and began to erect a makeshift barrier behind Riftrun with logs and thorned vines. "They're not here yet, I want them to have to go through something to get to us. . . ." the marten thought aloud, wiping the warpaint from her face with a bloodied paw. One paw kept her dirk at the ready. "Don't want it to be easy. It should give you time to be spotted."